After the female supporting role is quickly put on, she is full of charm

Chapter 180 The Skinny Horse's Second Daughter 52



Chapter 180 The Skinny Horse's Second Daughter 52

Azhi watched the third princess get married with her own eyes.

She wore a bright red wedding gown, and the phoenix crown on her head had a veil made of pure gold, so there was no need for a red veil.

Because the journey to the marriage is bumpy, it would be inconvenient to wear a veil.

Caixia is the third princess's personal maid. She offered to go to Tianlang Kingdom as part of the dowry.

She was seen helping the third princess step into the carriage, but the third princess was not in a hurry to get in the carriage.

The third princess turned around and looked deeply at Emperor Wen and the Empress, and also looked into Azhi's eyes from afar, her eyes full of reluctance to leave her parents and relatives.

Finally, she turned around and got into the carriage with tears in her eyes.

Fang Qingyu finally couldn't help but chase after him.

"Changle, you must take care of yourself."

The third princess in the carriage lifted the door curtain and put on makeup on her slightly childish face.

Normally, the third princess dislikes putting on makeup the most, but today, her makeup for her wedding looks extremely beautiful.

She stretched out her hand and held Fang Qingyu's hands tightly, her eyes were red and filled with tears, and her voice was slightly trembling and choked with sobs.

"Brother, you have to take care of yourself too. Ningning is a good girl, beautiful and very smart. I know you like her."

"If you encounter any problems, you can consult her. Mother has been unwell since she was poisoned, and she is unable to handle many things. Brother has to support himself."

As her wedding was approaching, the third princess was still making plans for Fang Qingyu.

This made Fang Qingyu feel very guilty.

His younger sister was still so young, yet she had to marry far away for the sake of him and his mother.

He nodded vigorously and whispered, "Don't worry, I understand what you mean. One day I will take you home."

"elder brother?"

Looking at the determination and ambition in Fang Qingyu's eyes.

The third princess couldn't help but smile. Such a dignified and gorgeous dress made her look graceful and elegant.

"Okay, sister is waiting for you."

The auspicious time for the wedding had arrived.

Emperor Wen shouted to Fang Qingyu, "Come back, don't delay your sister's good time."

"Yes, Father."

Fang Qingyu took two steps back and nodded. The curtain was lowered by Caixia, and the figure of the third princess disappeared.

The queen standing by was already ill, and she had poisoned herself to get out of trouble. Even though she had been detoxified in time, her body was still very weak.

I feel cold just as autumn begins.

But as he looked at the empress's pale and weak face, Emperor Wen's guilt towards her grew stronger.

The two seemed to have returned to the days when the emperor and empress were of one mind, but only the empress herself knew that she no longer had the same feelings for her husband, the emperor.

If it wasn't for her son and daughter, she would feel sick just looking at his face.

The former empress was reluctant to mention Imperial Noble Consort Yuanxian in front of Emperor Wen.

Now she has figured it out. Isn't it just to act generous and kind? Then of course she will do it too.

From time to time, she would accompany Emperor Wen in reminiscing about Imperial Noble Consort Yuanxian, calling her "sister" all the time, but in fact she was cold and indifferent in her heart.

Watching the third princess' carriage leave the capital, Emperor Wen turned to look at the empress with a caring face.

"You are not feeling well, so you should return to the palace to recuperate. I have asked the warehouse to select the best hundred-year-old ginseng for you."

"Ask someone close to you to take it back for use as medicine. The imperial physician said that your body is seriously weakened and you need to take good care of it."

Because the third princess was going to marry far away, the queen did not sleep well the whole night.

She got up early and watched the third princess put on makeup in person. The mother and daughter also talked a lot about personal matters.

The queen now looks very weak, and her face is pale and weak.

She smiled gently at Emperor Wen.

"Thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty. I will go back now."

But after the queen finished speaking, she looked at Azhi.

"Ningning, come with me and talk. In the past, Changle was there to talk with me, but now I can only talk to you."

Ah Zhi bowed towards the Queen and said, "Yes."

"bring it on."

Looking at the hand extended by the Queen, Azhi stepped forward and helped the Queen get on the carriage back to the palace.

As soon as the Queen returned to Qifeng Palace, she began to cough violently.

He leaned on the couch, looking haggard.

"Now that Changle is marrying far away, I feel very worried. Ningning, you must come to the palace often to talk with me in the future."

"The New Year is coming soon. After the New Year, you and Qingyu will get married. I have something I want to ask you."

"Qingyu came to me a few days ago and pestered me not to arrange a trial marriage for the palace maid. Did you know about this?"

Ah Zhi really didn't know about this, and it was obvious that the Queen wanted to test her.

Ah Zhi looked at the Queen obediently like an innocent little deer, her voice sounding a little cautious.

"I don't know about this matter."

Perhaps because of her love for the Third Princess, Azhi is a close friend of the Third Princess, and the Queen also likes Azhi a little bit.

Thinking of what happened to Imperial Noble Consort Yuanxian, the Queen also felt a little sympathy.

However, according to the rules of the palace, the princes had to arrange for palace maids to be chosen for trial marriage when they got married, not to mention that Fang Qingyu was the noble crown prince.

"I wanted to follow Qingyu's idea and not arrange the trial marriage maid, but I didn't expect His Majesty to ask about it."

"I have no choice but to follow the rules. You are the legitimate daughter of the general's mansion, and you will be the most noble crown princess in the future. You need to be more sensible in many things."

"I like you, and I'm telling you today. I hope you won't be sad about the trial marriage."

Before the marriage even took place, an annoying prospective concubine appeared.

Any woman would be unhappy.

Fang Cheyun got married a few days ago, and the queen also arranged a palace maid for trial marriage.

To maintain his good reputation.

The next day, Fang Cheyun promoted the maid who was trying out marriage to be his concubine.

But Wei Wan was unhappy.

It’s not that she can’t tolerate a palace maid of low birth, but her appearance is a thorn in her side.

The queen is worthy of being the master of the harem, and everything depends on her eyes.

She actually found a beautiful maid in the palace.

The other person's eyebrows and eyes look a bit like Azhi.

Just being three-quarters similar is already pretty good, and is enough to deal with a young boy who is just beginning to fall in love.

There was trouble right after the wedding.

The result satisfied the queen.

Ahzhi's whole body trembled slightly, and a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, but he still nodded obediently.

"The elders' kindness is something I will naturally obey. Moreover, this is the rule passed down by our ancestors, so I will not feel sad at all."

If Azhi dared to say anything that would displease the Queen.

Then the queen would definitely reprimand him harshly.

But seeing Ahzhi holding back his emotions, he agreed obediently.

For a moment, the queen felt a little sympathy.

She waved towards Azhi.

As soon as Azhi stepped forward, his hand was held.

The queen patted Ah Zhi's hand and said, "Good boy, I understand your feelings. You must not disobey His Majesty. I will choose a suitable candidate."

"Thank you, ma'am."

The matter of Imperial Noble Consort Yuanxian.

It seems that the Queen has suffered a great loss.

Therefore, the palace maid she chose for Fang Qingyu's trial marriage was of ordinary appearance.

The queen was probably really tired.

In less than an incense stick of time, he felt very sleepy and waved his hand to let Azhi leave.

Ah Zhi bowed obediently and said goodbye.

In the carriage, she gently stroked the jade bracelet, then turned to give instructions to Tonghua beside her.

"Go and deliver a letter to the prince's mansion and tell him that I want to see the prince."

"Yes, I will make arrangements now."

At this time, Fang Qingyu was drinking alone at home.

Watching the third princess get married with his own eyes made Fang Qingyu extremely upset.

He specially asked someone to prepare a lot of wine, and drank it alone in loose clothes.

Because of his status as a prince, Fang Qingyu usually doesn't dare to be careless in his dressing.

He was afraid that he would be impeached if he did anything wrong, so drinking alone in his house was naturally an indulgence.

Xiao Fangzi lowered his head outside the door and reported in a low voice.

"Your Highness, the palace has sent a maid for the trial marriage. Would you like to meet her?"

"A trial marriage maid?"

Fang Qingyu covered his head and said unhappily, "Didn't I go to the palace to tell my mother that I didn't need a maid for trial marriage? Why did you send someone here?"

"Your Highness, it is His Majesty who has instructed His Majesty to arrange a trial marriage maid for you."

"roll!"

When Fang Qingyu heard that it was Emperor Wen who proposed the trial marriage with the palace maid, he could not hide the disgust in his eyes.

Could it be that he didn't understand what Emperor Wen meant?

Noble Consort Yuanxian was Emperor Wen's favorite concubine. She was beautiful and gentle, a rare beauty in the world.

Emperor Wen tasted the sweetness himself, and for the sake of his son, he asked the empress to carefully select a palace maid for trial marriage.

However, Fang Qingyu felt sick when he saw Emperor Wen hurt the Empress's heart countless times for the sake of Imperial Noble Consort Yuanxian.

He threw the wine jug away with force, and the harsh sound of porcelain breaking was heard.

This frightened Xiao Fangzi outside the door so much that he knelt on the ground. He immediately guessed that Fang Qingyu was angry.

"Your Highness?"

But after all, he was sent from the palace.

If I refuse now, my father and mother will be unhappy. Even if I find an excuse to send him away, they might send someone else.

Fang Qingyu lay on the ground with a cold voice.

"Put her far away, don't let her come near me, keep her well fed and well-drinked, and have someone watch her day and night. I'm in good health, and don't need a maid for trial marriage."

I recalled the scene with Azhi on the farm.

Fang Qingyu felt a little better.

"Yes, I understand."

Just as he was about to pick up the second pot of wine, Xiao Fangzi's voice was heard again outside the door.

"Ahem, Your Highness..."

When Fang Qingyu heard Xiao Fangzi's voice, he subconsciously felt a headache.

He spoke again unhappily, "What's wrong again?"

"Your Highness, the maidservant next to Miss Zhou Er came just now and said that the Second Miss wanted to see you today."

As soon as these words fell, the door was opened.

Fang Qingyu was seen with his hair loose and eyes shining. He squatted down and stared at Xiao Fangzi, unable to hide his joy.

"What did you say just now? Ningning wants to see me?"

If Fang Qingyu wasn't afraid of disturbing Azhi, he would have wished he could see her every day.

He was born handsome and elegant, and the way he dressed so casually gave him an indescribable laziness.

Watch with your own eyes Fang Qingyu’s anger disappear.

Xiao Fangzi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.

"Yes, the Second Miss is thinking about Your Highness. Why don't you go and see the Second Miss? Didn't Your Highness get a piece of Shu brocade a few days ago? It's just right to take it and give it to the Second Miss."

"Okay, I remember the color was very beautiful, very suitable for Ningning's skin tone, but Ningning looks good in anything."

Not long after Azhi returned to the general's mansion, he found an excuse to leave.

The meeting place that Tonghua suggested was actually in an inn.


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